His own semen was dripping out of his mother's pussy, but she didn't care at all. She grabbed a chair and pulled it next to him and sat down."Did you ...enjoy yourself?" She asked in a compassionate motherly tone.Ryan finally was starting to come back to his senses. Post nut clarity was giving him concern. This was his own mother, the woman who gave birth to him. It should be wrong, yet it felt so right. It was a bond and connection that he couldn't deny brought them closer. Ryan watched as Alaina. My duty is to publicly fuck anyone, male of female, that is given to me. It isn't a bad life. Sometimes the problem is that I would be in the mood for a blond but get a brunette or a boy. This is a quality auction house so I tend to get exception sex partners.Most of the time my dike is locked into a cock cage. I am only unlocked for a performance. The other problem is that sometimes I have an audience of a few people. or one a few occasions, no one. I hate that. I want a lot of people to watch. Rather than have her start making mistakes I stood up and took her to our table to a thunderous applause from the audience. The adults kissed her and I openly hugged her because I did not want to have too many tongues start wagging.The jazz musicians had to play classical for the rest of their performance. They smiled or nodded their heads on occasion but usually at Lusa. She was shy but really basked in all the notoriety this brought her.We listened till the end and dad sent them something to. She often used to tell she would call me anytime she wished. I just wanted to feel her better.Later that night, while we lay on the bed just chatting and casual romance, I said I wish you could allow me to enter. She then agreed and told be to be soft. I think she was quite scared when I told her I loved rough sex. I said not to worry and put on a condom to enter her. I entered her slowly and she seemed she was in pain. I moved on at the snail pace and after about 20-25 moves, i increased my.